Breaking Through (Atlanta #3) by Kemmie Michaels Read Free Book Online Page A

with his ploy to be adorable.  
    And God, his deep green eyes seemed to light-up from the inside when he asked her out. Those emerald irises stood out in such contrast to his deep tan and dark hair, and they darn-near smoldered brightly when he smiled. How did he manage that? She was fairly sure he was too dynamic for someone so simple as her. She didn't want to question his decision too much.  
    By Thursday afternoon, she was getting nervous. Her shift ended at four, which meant she had a few hours to obsess anxiously before his promised phone call. She had no idea what to say! Plus, she wasn't sure how to prepare herself for the date at all. She'd never been this nervous before over a guy. She was only twenty-two, but she'd been out on enough dates to know this one was special.
    With a little over-the-phone help from Cassie, Jenna picked out a simple brown top to match her eyes, the jeans she found thrifting which fit her perfectly, and the perfect idea for where to go for dinner. That part of the equation took the longest to figure out, but Jenna ultimately decided to go for fun instead of fancy. The Varsity in downtown Atlanta would be perfect. Jenna loved those old-fashioned drive-in restaurants, and she figured Luke would, too.  
    Jenna nodded and worked on her confidence for Friday night. On the same phone call where Jenna got outfit advice, Cassie reminded her to stay confident even if she didn't feel it.  
    "Fake it 'til ya make it," Cassie advised. "Guys hate it when girls are all insecure. Just be your awesome self and you'll have a blast."  
    Jenna would try hard, and she had all sorts of plans to fortify herself. Another home-spa treatment in her big iron tub was in order, as well as plenty of positive thinking by way of daydreams involving Luke kissing her. She planned to leave her hair down. She caught him looking at her hair twice, so she figured she'd work her best feature to the hilt.  
    Feeling as though she had everything ready, she had nothing left to do but wait for his call. Jenna crashed in her cozy living room, still blown away by Luke's interest in her. None of this even seemed real. She got up to make herself some tea and sipped carefully while she watched out the front window from her favorite chair while she waited. She checked her cellphone's battery level several times to make sure she could talk with him as long as he wanted to.  
    She nearly jumped when the phone finally rang.

CHAPTER THREE

    Luke took a deep breath Friday evening. Like they set up on their evening call the night before, he would pick up Jenna at 6:30. He showered in the tiny bathroom of his apartment and decided to leave his chin a little scruffy. He didn't like shaving more than once a day, and maybe his casual appearance would help her feel more at ease. Maybe she'd see his scruff as sexy. Did she even think in those terms? He shook his head at himself, pulled on his lucky boxers and his best pair of jeans. He pulled a solid black tee out of his closet and was ready to go.  
    Two main things he couldn't get out of his head: Jenna in something besides scrubs, and keeping himself restrained around her. He already imagined her hot body in a pair of jeans hanging low on her curvy hips, and maybe a top showing a little bit of her tummy. He couldn't decide if he wanted her to look that hot, because he'd have an easier time controlling himself if she didn't. Either way, he'd have to do his best to play it cool. Christ, how was he going to do that? He wanted her already.  
    Still trying to picture Jenna's soft body in a sexy outfit, Luke brushed his teeth and grabbed his bike helmet. His Harley was much more impressive than his car, and he loved riding on warm evenings like this. Hopefully she would like it, too, but if not he could always ride back and get his olive-green car. He didn't particularly like the car, but his new vehicle was solid, cheap, and gave him the chance to take Sophie out more often. He smiled as he